Post by Admin on Feb 8, 2019 15:34:01 GMT
Name: Azrael Finch
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Hair: Silver
Eyes: Green/Gold
Height: 3'5"
Weight: 78lbs
Race: Mutant
Specialty: Melee
Hit Points: 500 (840)
Experience: 5,550
S-XP: 4,150
Money: $3,975
Gang: None
Lives: 15
Current Status: Active
Abilities
Strength: 30
Modifier: +1
Damage/HP Mod: +15
Stamina: 21
Modifier: +1
Damage/HP Mod: +40
Perception: 6
Modifier: -1
Damage/HP Mod: +5
Agility: 11
Modifier: 0
Damage/HP Mod: +5
Intelligence: 21
Modifier: +1
Damage/HP Mod: N/A
Tech: 5
Modifier: -1
Damage/HP Mod: 0
Luck: 11
Modifier: +0
Damage/HP Mod: 0
Level: 3
Modifier: +1
Damage/HP Mod: N/A
Skills
Big Guns:
Doctor:
Drive:
Energy:
Melee:
Precise Strikes
Misc:
Outdoorsman:
Science:
Small Guns:
Sneak:
Steal:
Unarmed:
Racial Edges and Flaws
Edges:
Tail: Feline, Nimble, Sixth Sense
Flaws:
Cripple, Sick, Osteogenesis Imperfecta
Inventory
Weapons:
- Switchblade (+15 DMG)
Custom Weapons:
Armor/Shield:
- BDU Jacket (+25 AR)
- LCoA Gloves (+10 AR)
- Hydrostatic Gel Suit (+100 AR)
- Synthetic Armor (+200 AR)
- Kevlar Helmet (+75 AR)
Enhancements:
Resilience Injection, Sensory Injection, Dermal Injection
Ammunition:
Explosives:
Misc: Legion Denarius Coin ($500 value)
Arcade Loot:
Action Figures:
Thieving:
Kits:
Meds/Drugs:
Vehicles:
Character Appearance
Short is an underestimation, Azzy stands barely 3 feet and 5 inches tall. She had always been small, her body grew at an incredibly slow rate and eventually just stopped growing altogether. She looked like she was ten or eleven and never hit puberty. Her hair was silver and her cat like ears were covered in silver fur. The tail she was sporting had the same silver fur on it that spread into a patch on her lower back but no further. Her eyes were a green-gold mix and are more catlike than human. She kept her hair short and boy like, it was just safer that way and easier to maintain. As small as she was she wasn't too thin, she didn't look like she was starving and her face wasn't sunken in. She appeared to be a healthy eleven year old boy.
Character Background
A girl with no name, she was a lab rat after all... maybe lab cat would be more fitting with her cat like ears, tail and patches of fur. The man and woman that raised her were possibly her parents, but she honestly didn't know. They referred to her by number, as they did with all of their other experiments; 14 was the only name she knew. They didn't celebrate birthdays either so she had no idea how old she was. The girl had bones so brittle they'd break with little enough force; she never knew if that was from birth or part of the experiments.
After years of being experimented on she escaped; it was shit luck and not very impressive; she broke a few of her bones to slip out of the lab and out into the wastes. Trusting no one she managed to survive and make it on her own. . It was easy to get people to trust or underestimate her. She lied and stole to make it, which resulted in her not being liked by anyone, anywhere. Bouncing from settlement to settlement she roamed the wastes. Every place she went she used a different name; she had learned quickly to stick with the name she picked at any one place. It arose less suspicion. Some places she barely made it out of, while at others they had no idea she had even come and gone. One place in particular always stuck out in her mind... The mayor of one settlement had a particular inclination for children. It was easy for her to get close to the pervert, and when they were in his house alone she drove a knife through his heart. She always felt a certain appeal to bladed weapons. It was several days if not weeks before the town figured out what had happened, and she lived like a queen for that time. Even when she was found out they didn't seem too upset, but she was escorted out of town and told not to return. She decided that she had enough of the wastes and headed back to the lab. She wasn't sure what she was about to do, either try to free the other experiments or just turn herself in so she could go back to the way things were. They never mistreated her and they kept her well fed, more than she could say for the wastes.
When she got to where the lab once stood, she found a giant crater. She had seen the meteor strike but didn't realize that it had been this close. There was nothing left but deep down she didn't even feel sad about it; there had been no love there. She went back to wandering the wastes. It was bound to happen eventually, she ran into some slavers and they captured her. The very first night she popped a few bones and escaped. The slavers didn't take kindly to that and were quick to follow. It was early morning and she could see a city in sight: it was New Reno, and she thought she could make it to the city to escape. The slavers were in vehicles not far behind but the terrain made it so they couldn't follow her in a straight line. She came up over a rise at full sprint and ran right into John O`Connor in his power armor. The impact shattered several of her ribs, both of her arms, her left hand, and her jaw. Landing on the ground broke her leg too. After all these years of being so careful she was now completely helpless. There was a lot of yelling and searing heat as John obliterated the slavers and started to walk away. The next thing she knew there was something licking the tears off her cheek. Shredder was at her side and wouldn't leave until John came back and carried her to the APC.
Back at Regulus HQ she was nursed back to health. When asked her name she said the first thing that came to her mind: Azrael Finch. The APC had the name Azrael painted on the side and there was some weird bird on John's shoulder. Her name became Azrael Finch from that point on, at least until it came time to leave New Reno. It took over a month even with StimPacks to get her back to her old self. Once she was back on her feet she only stuck around Regulus for a few days. She stole some supplies and left, but when she got to the edge of the city she stopped. That had been the first time anyone had taken care of her for no real reason. With a bit of hesitation she went into the city and found a place to live. Perhaps she had found a place worth settling down. For the time being anyway...
Age: 16
Sex: Female
Hair: Silver
Eyes: Green/Gold
Height: 3'5"
Weight: 78lbs
Race: Mutant
Specialty: Melee
Hit Points: 500 (840)
Experience: 5,550
S-XP: 4,150
Money: $3,975
Gang: None
Lives: 15
Current Status: Active
Abilities
Strength: 30
Modifier: +1
Damage/HP Mod: +15
Stamina: 21
Modifier: +1
Damage/HP Mod: +40
Perception: 6
Modifier: -1
Damage/HP Mod: +5
Agility: 11
Modifier: 0
Damage/HP Mod: +5
Intelligence: 21
Modifier: +1
Damage/HP Mod: N/A
Tech: 5
Modifier: -1
Damage/HP Mod: 0
Luck: 11
Modifier: +0
Damage/HP Mod: 0
Level: 3
Modifier: +1
Damage/HP Mod: N/A
Skills
Big Guns:
Doctor:
Drive:
Energy:
Melee:
Precise Strikes
Misc:
Outdoorsman:
Science:
Small Guns:
Sneak:
Steal:
Unarmed:
Racial Edges and Flaws
Edges:
Tail: Feline, Nimble, Sixth Sense
Flaws:
Cripple, Sick, Osteogenesis Imperfecta
Inventory
Weapons:
- Switchblade (+15 DMG)
Custom Weapons:
Armor/Shield:
- BDU Jacket (+25 AR)
- LCoA Gloves (+10 AR)
- Hydrostatic Gel Suit (+100 AR)
- Synthetic Armor (+200 AR)
- Kevlar Helmet (+75 AR)
Enhancements:
Resilience Injection, Sensory Injection, Dermal Injection
Ammunition:
Explosives:
Misc: Legion Denarius Coin ($500 value)
Arcade Loot:
Action Figures:
Thieving:
Kits:
Meds/Drugs:
Vehicles:
Character Appearance
Short is an underestimation, Azzy stands barely 3 feet and 5 inches tall. She had always been small, her body grew at an incredibly slow rate and eventually just stopped growing altogether. She looked like she was ten or eleven and never hit puberty. Her hair was silver and her cat like ears were covered in silver fur. The tail she was sporting had the same silver fur on it that spread into a patch on her lower back but no further. Her eyes were a green-gold mix and are more catlike than human. She kept her hair short and boy like, it was just safer that way and easier to maintain. As small as she was she wasn't too thin, she didn't look like she was starving and her face wasn't sunken in. She appeared to be a healthy eleven year old boy.
Character Background
A girl with no name, she was a lab rat after all... maybe lab cat would be more fitting with her cat like ears, tail and patches of fur. The man and woman that raised her were possibly her parents, but she honestly didn't know. They referred to her by number, as they did with all of their other experiments; 14 was the only name she knew. They didn't celebrate birthdays either so she had no idea how old she was. The girl had bones so brittle they'd break with little enough force; she never knew if that was from birth or part of the experiments.
After years of being experimented on she escaped; it was shit luck and not very impressive; she broke a few of her bones to slip out of the lab and out into the wastes. Trusting no one she managed to survive and make it on her own. . It was easy to get people to trust or underestimate her. She lied and stole to make it, which resulted in her not being liked by anyone, anywhere. Bouncing from settlement to settlement she roamed the wastes. Every place she went she used a different name; she had learned quickly to stick with the name she picked at any one place. It arose less suspicion. Some places she barely made it out of, while at others they had no idea she had even come and gone. One place in particular always stuck out in her mind... The mayor of one settlement had a particular inclination for children. It was easy for her to get close to the pervert, and when they were in his house alone she drove a knife through his heart. She always felt a certain appeal to bladed weapons. It was several days if not weeks before the town figured out what had happened, and she lived like a queen for that time. Even when she was found out they didn't seem too upset, but she was escorted out of town and told not to return. She decided that she had enough of the wastes and headed back to the lab. She wasn't sure what she was about to do, either try to free the other experiments or just turn herself in so she could go back to the way things were. They never mistreated her and they kept her well fed, more than she could say for the wastes.
When she got to where the lab once stood, she found a giant crater. She had seen the meteor strike but didn't realize that it had been this close. There was nothing left but deep down she didn't even feel sad about it; there had been no love there. She went back to wandering the wastes. It was bound to happen eventually, she ran into some slavers and they captured her. The very first night she popped a few bones and escaped. The slavers didn't take kindly to that and were quick to follow. It was early morning and she could see a city in sight: it was New Reno, and she thought she could make it to the city to escape. The slavers were in vehicles not far behind but the terrain made it so they couldn't follow her in a straight line. She came up over a rise at full sprint and ran right into John O`Connor in his power armor. The impact shattered several of her ribs, both of her arms, her left hand, and her jaw. Landing on the ground broke her leg too. After all these years of being so careful she was now completely helpless. There was a lot of yelling and searing heat as John obliterated the slavers and started to walk away. The next thing she knew there was something licking the tears off her cheek. Shredder was at her side and wouldn't leave until John came back and carried her to the APC.
Back at Regulus HQ she was nursed back to health. When asked her name she said the first thing that came to her mind: Azrael Finch. The APC had the name Azrael painted on the side and there was some weird bird on John's shoulder. Her name became Azrael Finch from that point on, at least until it came time to leave New Reno. It took over a month even with StimPacks to get her back to her old self. Once she was back on her feet she only stuck around Regulus for a few days. She stole some supplies and left, but when she got to the edge of the city she stopped. That had been the first time anyone had taken care of her for no real reason. With a bit of hesitation she went into the city and found a place to live. Perhaps she had found a place worth settling down. For the time being anyway...